Make Mama Proud

It's the kid yeah Mama said Mama said Mama said make me proud So I gotta go hard for the fam no doubt I was a bad lil' child now I watch my mouth But you know how it goes when you live in the south Seen the worst and the best in my life no doubt Let you know that I'm blessed I don't chase no clout Put my heart on the mic just to show what I'm bout' This the story of the man who don't fit in the crowd Growing up in the sports All I knew was a pitch Had a wreck in the car Almost died in a ditch Never cared about the money But I thought I'd get rich I ain't ever have a plan So I swing for a hit Now I'm on another planet with the bass and the synth Always keeping God first so you know I'm heaven sent Kaso hit me with a rock in the head down at Brent's Now I'm rocking out to shows I ain't think would exist (No never) I used to have a little bit of stage fright I had to re-evaluate cause something wasn't ri-i-ight I'm up recording everyday all night its 5 AM and I'm tryna book a show tonight Mama said Mama said make me proud So I gotta go hard for the fam no doubt I was a bad lil' child now i watch my mouth But you know how it goes when you live in the south Seen the worst and the best in my life no doubt Let you know that I'm blessed i don't chase no clout Put my heart on the mic just to show what I'm bout' This the story of the man who don't fit in the crowd Or the office in the chair with a wheel barring out I could never stay down for the fast food style I was flipping up burgers in a little waffle house Now I'm stuck coming up making hookahs at a lounge Growing up super short shooting hoops from the ground Everybody tryna buck cause I'm small to push around I ain't ever care enough so I never worked out They thought I was outta luck look how I turned out (I made it) They hated It's ok You shoulda waited But I don't throw shade To be honest back then I ain't ever believe That I could hop on a track with such a nice li' steeze Sometimes I get the mic hot to 98 degrees And if it heat up anymore then it might run a lil' feeve I smile making every song I eat the beat with cheese I got the flow memorized if you go pressing delete Mama said make me proud So I gotta go hard for the fam no doubt I was a bad lil' child now I watch my mouth But you know how it goes when you live in the south Seen the worst and the best in my life no doubt Let you know that I'm blessed i don't chase no clout Put my heart on the mic just to show what I'm bout' This the story of the man who don't fit in the crowd